This years family reunion for Liz’s family is in Durango. We arrived early so naturally I went to the park to try and get in some skating before the madness started. I had thought that park was fun years ago when I was there with Jeff and the Fremont dudes. But no, it’s not. Especially when the flow section is inhabited by by moms yelling at their kids on longboards. It was some of the worst skate coach parenting I’ve ever witnessed. The mid sized bowl is a joke of transitions. My arthritis was hurting and took away any sense of confidence I had so the big bowl was too intimidating. So I just fully dorked out on the mellow hip, went slow and hucked some tricks. To my surprise I got a fakie big flip within a couple tries. Also managed a bad b/s flip and an awkward f/s halfcab flip that took a lot of tries. There is a really good 6 foot quarterpipe lining the back wall of the park. Normally six feet is about 3 feet past my tranny trick limit, but after getting axle stall first try I wanted more. I threw a few front disasters and really wanted it, but we ended up having to go. I might skate that park again, but I’ll probably just end up skating flat somewhere instead because that park is about as motivating as the Boulder park.